Luyện nghe bài hát You're Only Jealous

Perhaps it was the holiday we spent last year
It could have been the wine we last night
Possibly the palace needs a second of paint
But that condone setting it alight

Why does the look so smug?
And the gardener, well he looks even
sent me every flower that he's dug
And have you ever a chauffeur drive a hearse

only jealous, Ah Ah
You're jealous, Ah Ah
only jealous, Ah Ah
You're jealous, Ah Ah

Perhaps it is the quantity of that we own
It could be their allotment's only
Maybe we should giving them a wage
But a taste of is worse that none at all

The parlourmaid's a deadly lass
Never comes out of her shell
But every time I to her, she offers me a glass
Of a drink that she never drinks

You're only

it up

Of the company I keep and the stars you meet
Of the caviar they eat whilst you're chewing at wheat
Of the hours that they whilst you're sweating in the heat
Of the masses at feet and the tongue between their cheek
of stronger than the weak
Think of and its beak
of oil, think of sheikh, think of lord and comfy seat
Think of admiral and fleet, think of public elite
of leaders and their sheep
Think of butchers and their
Think of and their sheep
Think of butchers and meat
Think of and their sheep
Think of butchers and meat